MoonDeity: Behold! The second chapter! Thank you all reviewers, I got excellent comments. And ONE of the reviewers promised me a cookie if I updated...(taps foot impatiently) I want a cookie! I also used an idea from Raven the Sorceress. It really is an excellent idea, so a shout-out to her for being creative!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans. I also do not own the Speedo Swim Company, or the loofahs.
Chapter 2
The T-Car pulled up into Jump Beach's parking lot. Even though it was morning, the lot was packed with cars and even more packed with teens. The Titans stared as a hoard of squealing preps passed by. Raven's eye twitched as the blonde herd thundered by.
"Ummm...I'm going to pretend that didn't just happen..." she retched at the passing of the bubbly pinkness.
"Cheer up Rae. How bad can the preps be?"
Raven turned disbelievingly at Beastboy.
"Apparently, you have not yet experienced their nauseatingly 'happy' attitude."
Robin was helping Starfire unpack the beach items and the picnic basket from the trunk. He looked over at his two friends and shouted,
"Hey you two, how about lending a hand?"
After two trips to the T-Car and back, the Titans had finally secured a spot on the beach. Robin held up a clipboard and took inventory.
"Ok, we have the picnic basket, the volleyball, the sand castle stuff, suntan lotion, boogie board, flippers and goggles, and...oh yeah! The loofah!"
Raven looked up from where she was shoving her umbrella into the sand.
"Um, why do we have a loofah?"
Robin shrugged.
"Beastboy is experimenting with what the best natural habitat for loofahs is."
Beastboy looked up from where he was whispering to a pail filled with loofahs.
"Don't stare! They have feelings too, you know!"
Raven rolled her eyes and buried her nose in a book. Robin was trying to keep Starfire from eating the sand and Beastboy was scoping out the beach with binoculars, looking for babes. Ever so often, however, his eyes would stray over to where Raven sat.
"No, Star, no matter how much sand tastes good, you can't eat it!"
"But if it is not for consumption, then why are these delectable chocolate sprinkles on it?"
"Star...I think that's clam poop..."
"Hello! May I interest you teens in buying a tee shirt?"
The Titans stared at the blonde girl who popped out of nowhere. She was dressed in a goofy, oversize hot-dog costume and was literally a walking, talking gift shop. A large cardboard ring had fit snugly on her waist, holding a cache of random things such as stuffed animals and beach balls. Another ring circled her forehead and it supported necklaces, ties, bikini tops, and other random hanging items.
"Perhaps you would like to purchase a coffee mug?"
Raven stared at the girl icily, and then returned to her book.
"The last thing we need around the tower is more junk. No thank you. Now beat it."
"Are you sure? Perhaps a shark tooth necklace? How 'bout some flip- flops?"
A large hand tapped the blonde girl on the shoulder.
"Excuse me. But I believe you are talking to the very people I myself need to talk to."
The Titans gasped when they saw who it was. It was Slade! The mortal nemesis of the Titans was without his evil bodysuit. Only his mask was left on covering his face and he was wearing a dorky sun visor. Instead of swim trunks, Slade had chosen blue Speedo.
"Lovely day, Titans. Are you enjoying your day at the beach?"
Robin's eyes were about the size of dinner plates at the sight of his greatest enemy in a Speedo. He was too stunned to even ball his hand into a fist and launch an attack. His other friends were feeling the same way.
"Slade??? Wha...wha...why...Spee...Speedo!"
Slade rolled his one eye.
"If you must know Titans, the reason why I am here is becau—"
"Good morning sir! May I interest you in purchasing this lovely sunhat?"
The sales-girl, having found new prey, held out a tacky sunhat expectantly. Slade leaned over and loomed over her menacingly.
"If you ever shove that wasteful merchandise at me again, I will wring your ne—Oh! Are those stuffed sea lions?? I LOVE stuffed sea lions!! Awww, I used to play with them when I was little! I'll take thirty-two!"
Slade had his arms full of the cuddly animals and he was giggling like a little girl.
"Oh, they are soooo cute and cuddly and fluffy! I'm going to name this one George, and this one Lisa, and this one Harvey, and this one..."
Beastboy tugged timidly at Slade's Speedo.
"Umm, Mr. Bad-Guy Slade? You didn't tell us why exactly you were here..."
"Oh, yes."
Slade relinquished his hold on some of the sea lions to explain.
"I am here for two reasons: One, my evil lair has no air conditioning. And two, I am here so these hoards of scantily-clad attractive female bathers can admire me for my...um...my...uh...hang on a second."
Slade rummaged in his bag and pulled out a book entitled "Hip Teen Lingo". He started to leaf through the pages furiously.
"Here it is! My BUFF! So the female bathers can admire my BUFF!"
Slade puffed out his chest and looked very proud of himself now that he had mastered a word of hip, young teen lingo. Then, almost as if on cue, a stampede of thong-bikini-wearing babes ran over and surrounded Slade.
"Oh Mr. Slade! Can I feel your muscles?"
"Wow Slade! For a psycho, you sure are hot!"
"Oh Slade, you are the only guy who can make Speedos look sexy!"
"Aww...stuffed sea lions! You have a sensitive and cuddly side too!"
"Oh, Mr. Slade! Will you rub some sun-tan lotion on my back, please?"
"No! Do me first!"
"No! Me!"
"No, me first!"
"Now, now ladies. There is plenty of Slade to go around. Follow me!"
Robin and Beastboy stared at Slade as he ran off surrounded by babes. Raven had returned to her book, too disgusted to speak and Starfire was munching on sand, staring curiously at the stunned boys from her spot on the ground.
"Why do you look as if a Pokofink was digesting your feet? We should be happy for Slade. Perhaps having fun at the beach will cure Slade of his evil thoughts, yes? Robin?"
Robin rubbed his eyes and turned to Starfire.
"Erm, sure Star. Hey BB, do you think we should arrest him?"
Beastboy turned to Robin in disbelief. He shook his head.
"Robin, dude, any day you want to do battle with Slade is fine with me. But just not today. Not with him wearing that Speedo; it already looks to small."
While Robin and Beastboy laughed, Starfire went on innocently munching her sand. Her eyes strayed over to Raven, who was grumpily buried in her book with no sunlight touching her body what so ever. But most shocking to Starfire was that "friend Raven" was not wearing a bathing suit! Starfire bounced over and seated herself next to her surly friend.
"Friend Raven! Why are you not wearing one of these delightful spandex bathing outfits?"
Raven glared at Starfire from behind the covers of her book.
"Because Starfire, if I wore a bathing suit, someone would try to get me to go into the water. And I do not like the water."
"But Raven! If you do not wear a bathing suit, then how will you get one of these lovely 'tans'?"
Starfire waved her own sun-browned arms in Raven's face for emphasis. The Goth wrinkled her nose and pushed her friend's arm away.
"Starfire, you know how I have fair skin?"
The Tameranean nodded.
"Well Star, my skin doesn't tan. It BURNS."
Raven glared at Starfire. But her stubborn friend pressed her on.
"Still, no one should be without the delights of a spandex bathing outfit! I shall accompany you myself to the smaller Mall of Shopping located at this beach!"
Raven looked questioningly at Robin.
"We have a shopping mall at the beach?"
Robin shook his head and pointed to a grass-thatched building in the distance.
"I think she means the Surf Shack, Rae."
Starfire bounced up and down excitedly.
"Yes, yes! The Shack of Surfs! They have a wide variety of bathing outfits!"
The Tameranean seized her Goth friend's ankles and pulled off her blanket and through the sand toward the Surf Shack. Raven was digging her nails into the sand and was making long furrows.
"Starfire! I don't want to go!!"
"Nonsense, friend Raven! I am positive the Shack of Surfs will have a suit of darkness that suits you!"
"STARFIRE! No way am I goi—AKPTH!"
Starfire had drug her unfortunate friend through a sandcastle. Back at the camp, the boys had another laugh as they watched the comic scene. Robin looked at Beastboy curiously. His friend's mood was greatly lightened now that he had found out that Raven would finally appear in a swimsuit. Robin was glad for him; he had experienced a slice of Starfire. It was only fair now that Beastboy could get a slice of lust. The rumbling of his stomach interrupted Robin's thoughts. He glanced at his watch and it was almost noon.
"Hey Beastboy. It's noon, so let's unpack the picnic so it's ready for the girls when they get back, ok?"
Beastboy saluted cheerily and changed into a cheetah. As he bounded off for the picnic basket, Robin unfolded and spread out a checked blanket. He was fixing the creases when...
"Lovely day, sir! Would you like to purchase this wonderful pen and pencil set? Only $20.00!"
Robin looked up in surprise at the return of the girl in the hot-dog suit.
"Or how about this great food processor? Guaranteed to chop carrots and pineapple!"
"NO! Would you stop trying to sell us stuff?"
The hot-dog girl smiled cheekily.
"Perhaps you would be more interested on this lovely lava lamp? Or maybe this awesome electric toothbrush?"
"NOOO!!"
Robin lunged himself at the sales-girl with Raven's beach umbrella raised over his head as a weapon.
"WHAT PART OF 'NO' DON'T YOU MARKETING PEOPLE UNDERSTAND???? NONONONONONONO!!!!!"
Beastboy came over a sand dune lugging a gigantic picnic basket behind him.
"Jeeze, what the heck did Star pack in this thi—what the hell??"
Beastboy beheld yet another comical sight. Robin had pinned down the hot-dog girl in a leg-lock. Furthermore, he was wacking the squealing sales-girl in the behind with an umbrella.
"Take this! And this! And this and some of this! Oh, hey Beastboy."
With Robin distracted, the hot-dog girl gave a mighty squeak and wriggled free of Robin's grasp. The Boy Wonder wiped sweat off his forehead as he watched the blonde run down the beach, leaving a trail of merchandise behind her. Beastboy came up behind his friend, dragging the gigantic picnic basket behind.
"Ok, that was a little strange. Anyhow, will you help me with the picnic?"
"Sure!"
Meanwhile, in the Surf Shack....
MoonDeity: Wow, I wrote for a long time. Anyhow, the next chapter will be a scene with Raven and Starfire shopping. Do Read & Review; I got some really good comments on the first chapter! Thanks again to Raven the Sorceress.
To Be Continued...
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans. I also do not own the Speedo Swim Company, or the loofahs.
Chapter 2
The T-Car pulled up into Jump Beach's parking lot. Even though it was morning, the lot was packed with cars and even more packed with teens. The Titans stared as a hoard of squealing preps passed by. Raven's eye twitched as the blonde herd thundered by.
"Ummm...I'm going to pretend that didn't just happen..." she retched at the passing of the bubbly pinkness.
"Cheer up Rae. How bad can the preps be?"
Raven turned disbelievingly at Beastboy.
"Apparently, you have not yet experienced their nauseatingly 'happy' attitude."
Robin was helping Starfire unpack the beach items and the picnic basket from the trunk. He looked over at his two friends and shouted,
"Hey you two, how about lending a hand?"
After two trips to the T-Car and back, the Titans had finally secured a spot on the beach. Robin held up a clipboard and took inventory.
"Ok, we have the picnic basket, the volleyball, the sand castle stuff, suntan lotion, boogie board, flippers and goggles, and...oh yeah! The loofah!"
Raven looked up from where she was shoving her umbrella into the sand.
"Um, why do we have a loofah?"
Robin shrugged.
"Beastboy is experimenting with what the best natural habitat for loofahs is."
Beastboy looked up from where he was whispering to a pail filled with loofahs.
"Don't stare! They have feelings too, you know!"
Raven rolled her eyes and buried her nose in a book. Robin was trying to keep Starfire from eating the sand and Beastboy was scoping out the beach with binoculars, looking for babes. Ever so often, however, his eyes would stray over to where Raven sat.
"No, Star, no matter how much sand tastes good, you can't eat it!"
"But if it is not for consumption, then why are these delectable chocolate sprinkles on it?"
"Star...I think that's clam poop..."
"Hello! May I interest you teens in buying a tee shirt?"
The Titans stared at the blonde girl who popped out of nowhere. She was dressed in a goofy, oversize hot-dog costume and was literally a walking, talking gift shop. A large cardboard ring had fit snugly on her waist, holding a cache of random things such as stuffed animals and beach balls. Another ring circled her forehead and it supported necklaces, ties, bikini tops, and other random hanging items.
"Perhaps you would like to purchase a coffee mug?"
Raven stared at the girl icily, and then returned to her book.
"The last thing we need around the tower is more junk. No thank you. Now beat it."
"Are you sure? Perhaps a shark tooth necklace? How 'bout some flip- flops?"
A large hand tapped the blonde girl on the shoulder.
"Excuse me. But I believe you are talking to the very people I myself need to talk to."
The Titans gasped when they saw who it was. It was Slade! The mortal nemesis of the Titans was without his evil bodysuit. Only his mask was left on covering his face and he was wearing a dorky sun visor. Instead of swim trunks, Slade had chosen blue Speedo.
"Lovely day, Titans. Are you enjoying your day at the beach?"
Robin's eyes were about the size of dinner plates at the sight of his greatest enemy in a Speedo. He was too stunned to even ball his hand into a fist and launch an attack. His other friends were feeling the same way.
"Slade??? Wha...wha...why...Spee...Speedo!"
Slade rolled his one eye.
"If you must know Titans, the reason why I am here is becau—"
"Good morning sir! May I interest you in purchasing this lovely sunhat?"
The sales-girl, having found new prey, held out a tacky sunhat expectantly. Slade leaned over and loomed over her menacingly.
"If you ever shove that wasteful merchandise at me again, I will wring your ne—Oh! Are those stuffed sea lions?? I LOVE stuffed sea lions!! Awww, I used to play with them when I was little! I'll take thirty-two!"
Slade had his arms full of the cuddly animals and he was giggling like a little girl.
"Oh, they are soooo cute and cuddly and fluffy! I'm going to name this one George, and this one Lisa, and this one Harvey, and this one..."
Beastboy tugged timidly at Slade's Speedo.
"Umm, Mr. Bad-Guy Slade? You didn't tell us why exactly you were here..."
"Oh, yes."
Slade relinquished his hold on some of the sea lions to explain.
"I am here for two reasons: One, my evil lair has no air conditioning. And two, I am here so these hoards of scantily-clad attractive female bathers can admire me for my...um...my...uh...hang on a second."
Slade rummaged in his bag and pulled out a book entitled "Hip Teen Lingo". He started to leaf through the pages furiously.
"Here it is! My BUFF! So the female bathers can admire my BUFF!"
Slade puffed out his chest and looked very proud of himself now that he had mastered a word of hip, young teen lingo. Then, almost as if on cue, a stampede of thong-bikini-wearing babes ran over and surrounded Slade.
"Oh Mr. Slade! Can I feel your muscles?"
"Wow Slade! For a psycho, you sure are hot!"
"Oh Slade, you are the only guy who can make Speedos look sexy!"
"Aww...stuffed sea lions! You have a sensitive and cuddly side too!"
"Oh, Mr. Slade! Will you rub some sun-tan lotion on my back, please?"
"No! Do me first!"
"No! Me!"
"No, me first!"
"Now, now ladies. There is plenty of Slade to go around. Follow me!"
Robin and Beastboy stared at Slade as he ran off surrounded by babes. Raven had returned to her book, too disgusted to speak and Starfire was munching on sand, staring curiously at the stunned boys from her spot on the ground.
"Why do you look as if a Pokofink was digesting your feet? We should be happy for Slade. Perhaps having fun at the beach will cure Slade of his evil thoughts, yes? Robin?"
Robin rubbed his eyes and turned to Starfire.
"Erm, sure Star. Hey BB, do you think we should arrest him?"
Beastboy turned to Robin in disbelief. He shook his head.
"Robin, dude, any day you want to do battle with Slade is fine with me. But just not today. Not with him wearing that Speedo; it already looks to small."
While Robin and Beastboy laughed, Starfire went on innocently munching her sand. Her eyes strayed over to Raven, who was grumpily buried in her book with no sunlight touching her body what so ever. But most shocking to Starfire was that "friend Raven" was not wearing a bathing suit! Starfire bounced over and seated herself next to her surly friend.
"Friend Raven! Why are you not wearing one of these delightful spandex bathing outfits?"
Raven glared at Starfire from behind the covers of her book.
"Because Starfire, if I wore a bathing suit, someone would try to get me to go into the water. And I do not like the water."
"But Raven! If you do not wear a bathing suit, then how will you get one of these lovely 'tans'?"
Starfire waved her own sun-browned arms in Raven's face for emphasis. The Goth wrinkled her nose and pushed her friend's arm away.
"Starfire, you know how I have fair skin?"
The Tameranean nodded.
"Well Star, my skin doesn't tan. It BURNS."
Raven glared at Starfire. But her stubborn friend pressed her on.
"Still, no one should be without the delights of a spandex bathing outfit! I shall accompany you myself to the smaller Mall of Shopping located at this beach!"
Raven looked questioningly at Robin.
"We have a shopping mall at the beach?"
Robin shook his head and pointed to a grass-thatched building in the distance.
"I think she means the Surf Shack, Rae."
Starfire bounced up and down excitedly.
"Yes, yes! The Shack of Surfs! They have a wide variety of bathing outfits!"
The Tameranean seized her Goth friend's ankles and pulled off her blanket and through the sand toward the Surf Shack. Raven was digging her nails into the sand and was making long furrows.
"Starfire! I don't want to go!!"
"Nonsense, friend Raven! I am positive the Shack of Surfs will have a suit of darkness that suits you!"
"STARFIRE! No way am I goi—AKPTH!"
Starfire had drug her unfortunate friend through a sandcastle. Back at the camp, the boys had another laugh as they watched the comic scene. Robin looked at Beastboy curiously. His friend's mood was greatly lightened now that he had found out that Raven would finally appear in a swimsuit. Robin was glad for him; he had experienced a slice of Starfire. It was only fair now that Beastboy could get a slice of lust. The rumbling of his stomach interrupted Robin's thoughts. He glanced at his watch and it was almost noon.
"Hey Beastboy. It's noon, so let's unpack the picnic so it's ready for the girls when they get back, ok?"
Beastboy saluted cheerily and changed into a cheetah. As he bounded off for the picnic basket, Robin unfolded and spread out a checked blanket. He was fixing the creases when...
"Lovely day, sir! Would you like to purchase this wonderful pen and pencil set? Only $20.00!"
Robin looked up in surprise at the return of the girl in the hot-dog suit.
"Or how about this great food processor? Guaranteed to chop carrots and pineapple!"
"NO! Would you stop trying to sell us stuff?"
The hot-dog girl smiled cheekily.
"Perhaps you would be more interested on this lovely lava lamp? Or maybe this awesome electric toothbrush?"
"NOOO!!"
Robin lunged himself at the sales-girl with Raven's beach umbrella raised over his head as a weapon.
"WHAT PART OF 'NO' DON'T YOU MARKETING PEOPLE UNDERSTAND???? NONONONONONONO!!!!!"
Beastboy came over a sand dune lugging a gigantic picnic basket behind him.
"Jeeze, what the heck did Star pack in this thi—what the hell??"
Beastboy beheld yet another comical sight. Robin had pinned down the hot-dog girl in a leg-lock. Furthermore, he was wacking the squealing sales-girl in the behind with an umbrella.
"Take this! And this! And this and some of this! Oh, hey Beastboy."
With Robin distracted, the hot-dog girl gave a mighty squeak and wriggled free of Robin's grasp. The Boy Wonder wiped sweat off his forehead as he watched the blonde run down the beach, leaving a trail of merchandise behind her. Beastboy came up behind his friend, dragging the gigantic picnic basket behind.
"Ok, that was a little strange. Anyhow, will you help me with the picnic?"
"Sure!"
Meanwhile, in the Surf Shack....
MoonDeity: Wow, I wrote for a long time. Anyhow, the next chapter will be a scene with Raven and Starfire shopping. Do Read & Review; I got some really good comments on the first chapter! Thanks again to Raven the Sorceress.
To Be Continued...